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| Only Love |
1/7/2020
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When you have to let her go.
There's only one of her like the snow.
Letting the tears flow.
Even though.
Just one inch of snow.
But so much more than an ounce of pain.
Someday, soon I'll see my beautiful doggie again.
She'll go through that door.
To heaven she will soar.
I'll miss her heavenly snores.
Fights with other dogs she has no more.
Only love.
Her tail may never stop wagging from up above.
I'll never stop bragging.
That's just how awesome she was.
After this week she'll be gone though.
To a place I never thought she'd have to go.
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